Weeping Clouds
Weeping Clouds
Raindrops. Black umbrellas.
Reaching for the stormy sky.
Teardrops. Fighting back.
Silent screams through endless night.
And through it all the rain comes down,
And tears come from the weeping clouds,
The sky cries for you now, my dear,
And I cry, like the weeping clouds.
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